Ark•tick•talk

after hesitation

I paused,

losing or,

I stopped short,

far from harbor

I shipwrecked,

kindling new fire

with the only or left
 
–had it been or right, I’d have used it a’sea—

I divined,

and though the burn melted what

little ice floe remained,

the smoke

~singed~

~signaled~

&

~signed~-

and design I did…

stranded in time that bore no stigmatizing measure.

hearing the silence

I perceived.

a lens of truest sight.